Chapter 445: What is War

Boom!

It was truly like a thunderbolt, ringing through Liu Zheng's mind.

This face...

Yes.

He had once been so familiar with it.

This plain, ordinary face had been the existence that haunted his dreams in the future... The Liu Zheng of the future was a top student from an ordinary family, unremarkable, and although he had never been in a relationship, he had harbored a secret crush on someone.

She did not look like a beauty who could topple kingdoms, but she possessed a very tranquil aura. She came from a wealthy family, was gentle and refined, and was a rich young lady. She was also a top student at their school at the time, and the vice-president of the student council.

Facing her, Liu Zheng had always felt inferior.

Through his own efforts, he joined the student council just to see her every day. Once upon a time, she was his goddess; he had even rejected love letters from who knows how many girls for her sake...

The her from the future.

Her name was Luo Jingchen.

"You, you, you, you..."

Liu Zheng almost could not control his emotions, his whole body beginning to tremble.

Who had ever seen Liu Zheng like this?

Pei Yanran was stunned.

Qin Zhangfeng, who had just returned from delivering orders, was also stunned.

Cheng Kai was stunned.

Everyone else was stunned.

Feeling that his emotions were slightly off, Liu Zheng hurriedly gripped the wine pot in his hand and took a deep breath: "Yushi, what is your name?"

So alike!

It really was too alike!

Every frown and smile, every expression, even the few faint freckles on her face...

Liu Zheng suppressed the excitement in his heart, but his eyes could not deceive anyone.

Jie Yu frowned, seemingly feeling that this Prefect Liu did not understand etiquette, but she still opened her mouth to answer: "Jie Yu."

Jie Yu, Jie Yu...

Like a flower that understands language...

A good name!

Liu Zheng laughed: "Yushi, please, please come in!"

This sudden enthusiasm startled Jie Yu.

Fragrant!

Truly fragrant!

At this moment, Liu Zheng seemed to no longer be himself. He had been transmigrated to this Longyan Dynasty for about two years now... This was the first time he had been this excited, this happy. Fragrant! Even the scent on her body was the same!

He was already beginning to marvel at how miraculous the Creator's work was!

For a split second just now, he had thought that she had transmigrated with him, but fortunately, fortunately, he had managed to remain composed...

"Prefect Liu, please conduct yourself with dignity!"

However, Liu Zheng's sniffing sound had been unrestrained, and Jie Yu heard it; she looked slightly annoyed and gave a warning.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

"What... what is going on?"

Qin Zhangfeng had just returned and was frightened by Liu Zheng's appearance, so he secretly asked Pei Yanran beside him.

Pei Yanran also looked depressed: "I don't know either... but I feel like these two are definitely up to something!"

"Huh? Really?"

Qin Zhangfeng was stunned for a moment. Did he not know his own young master? Countless women had offered themselves to him, and he wouldn't even look at them. How did this Fourth Senior Brother of Pei Yanran—who didn't look like the type to topple kingdoms or ruin nations—suddenly manage to captivate his young master?

He could not figure it out.

He really could not figure it out, and just as he thought to ask, he was pulled away by Pei Yanran.

For a moment.

On this watchtower, only two people remained.

One was Liu Zheng.

One was Jie Yu.

One man and one woman, the atmosphere instantly became awkward.

Liu Zheng's heart was still filled with excitement, yet he did not know what to say for the moment. It seemed as if there were thousands of words he wanted to share, but he was afraid of scaring this Jie Yu from the Academy.

Jie Yu was the same.

She was originally a very tranquil, even dull person. At this moment, however, she was slightly infected by Liu Zheng's sudden and very frightening emotions. She secretly turned her head and glanced at Liu Zheng...

He...

What on earth is wrong with him?

With her thoughts in disarray, the myriad of accusatory questions she had prepared could not be spoken for the moment.

"You..."

"You..."

After a brief silence, both spoke at the same time, and then, they stopped abruptly.

The atmosphere...

Became strange and ambiguous once again.

"You..."

Liu Zheng was somewhat at a loss.

Jie Yu's pretty face also flushed red; she lowered her head and used her hand to tuck back her hair: "You... you speak first."

"No, no, no, you speak first, I'm listening!"

Liu Zheng hurriedly said.

Jie Yu gave him a strange look: "Then I'm really going to say it?"

"Mm!"

A look of happiness actually appeared on Liu Zheng's face.

Jie Yu's expression turned cold instantly: "Prefect Liu, you have used your own strength to plunge Liangshan into the chaos of war. After tonight's battle, how many lonely ghosts and wandering souls will there be? Does Prefect Liu consider this Great Good or Great Evil!"

These words were spoken without the slightest bit of politeness.

It left Liu Zheng stunned.

Only at this moment did he separate the Jie Yu before him from the Luo Jingchen of later generations.

He glanced at the earnest-faced Jie Yu and smiled faintly: "Does Yushi believe, what exactly is war?"

He suddenly wanted to know exactly how much weight this Yushi of the Academy carried.

At this time.

The battle over at the farm was still continuing. The Middle Trouser Leg and Small Trouser Leg tribes were locked in fierce combat. Due to the addition of a small detachment of the Liangzhou Army, Huobu Quli's side finally began to gain the upper hand, pressing forward step by step. But Shama Zhuoyi's side, bolstered by the Poppy, was still resisting stubbornly.

By this time, much of the rushing floodwater had already been diverted.

The remaining expanse of mud was now also stained with blood.

In front of the farm, there was a patch of scarlet color.

The smell of blood began to permeate the Yuexi Plain.

"Blood, death!"

Seeing this scene, Jie Yu could not help but say.

Liu Zheng laughed heartily: "Then Yushi, what do you think of your so-called good and evil, and morality?"

Jie Yu was taken aback and said offhandedly: "The distinction between good and evil is universally understood; is there any need to elaborate?"

Liu Zheng shook his head, looked calmly at the battlefield not far away, and said softly: "The characteristic of morality is emptiness and arbitrariness; in my view, it is a negative freedom. Its extreme form is the terror of the late Eastern Han Dynasty during the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the kind of power that destroys everything. Can Yushi answer me, in that period, was the Han imperial house the evil, or was the Yellow Turban Army the evil?"

Upon hearing this, Jie Yu was instantly stunned.

She was not one of the decadent Royalist Faction.

Naturally, she would not say that the Yellow Turban Army's rebellion was an infringement on imperial power, and therefore they were evil. Of course, she would not say that the Han imperial house brought about its own destruction, and therefore they were evil. Because if not for the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the chaotic era of the Three Kingdoms would not have emerged, and the situation where tens of millions of people were reduced to only a few million after the wars would not have occurred.

Liu Zheng laughed heartily and continued: "In my view, war is very simple; it is violence!"

"Since it is violence, then as human spirit develops from lower to higher stages, violence will appear in different forms. These forms of violence are all inevitably developing toward higher forms due to internal contradictions. Moreover, Liu Zheng believes that all violence initially appears in the form of a struggle between self-consciousnesses for recognition and freedom."

"Then, if violence and war arise for the sake of freedom, is it good, or is it evil?"

"Yushi, what do you think?"

This string of words.

Jie Yu was left completely stunned.